CH. VIII

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"So, BTS," an older man starts, "I'll be your photographer for today

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"So, BTS," an older man starts, "I'll be your photographer for today. My name is Choi Jisoo."

All of us bow. "Hello," we say in unison.

"First of all, we'll do solo shoots, and after that some duos or trios, and lastly as a whole group," he explains, motioning over to the green screen.

We nod and he starts from oldest to youngest. Since I'm the youngest, I have a lot of time and discover the place a little.

I didn't eat a lot before coming here and didn't drink anything as well, so I take a water bottle from the counter where many snacks are placed.

Gulping all of it down in a second, I take some of the grapes to ease my growing hunger. I need to go grocery shopping after all of this, seriously.

Since the aching pain in my arms and legs won't stop, I sit down on an old couch and relax my eyes a little.

A few minutes later, I lay my whole body down to make it more comfortable. I lightly place my hand above my eyes to protect myself from the glaring lights.

My exhausted body soon falls asleep without me even being aware of it.

"Did she fall asleep again?" Seokjin sighs.

Hoseok gazes at me in concern. "Hyung, does she not get enough sleep or why is she exhausted all the time?" He asks Yoongi.

"I don't think she does," Yoongi replies, deep in thought.

"Kim Ahri is next!" The photographer yells from afar.

"Let's wake her up now," Taehyung states, already making his way over to me.

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